There is no wind or rain, no stars or moon.

No jackdaws at night, and no drunkards push the door.

This is an ordinary day. If Song Shi Tingyun and the Cui family were not married today.

However, this will not be a peaceful day.

Even in the "Records of the Grand Historian of China" written by later generations, a rich stroke was left.

He is here!

With the old housekeeper's dull shout, a powerful pressure suddenly fell from the sky. It was like a meteorite outside the sky was about to hit the roof of the old house, and it was like a transparent air hood that suddenly enveloped the old house's courtyard.

Everyone felt breathless.

The animals raised in the backyard and the fish swimming in the pond felt panic, and they screamed one by one, desperately swaying their hooves and tails, circling around.

Bang--

The room door was pushed open by gravity.

It’s not pushed away by someone, but by the wind.

After a long time, a handsome man in white, ashen appeared slowly at the door.

"This is the poison of morning glory - a thread, like a rope of a ox. It can pull a thousand stone ox without using force. Isn't it very difficult?"

"Li Muyang--" Song Gu put his hands on Song Chenxi's wrists, and he was still stubbornly fighting against the stubborn poison in his granddaughter's body. He said without raising his head, "I haven't seen you for many days, and the old man has been waiting for a long time."

"The name of the old god is indeed well-known." Li Muyang looked at the old man in the room with a calm face who was desperately consuming the true energy in his body to save his granddaughter. The person in front of him was the life-and-death enemy who killed countless people and destroyed the Lu family. However, Li Muyang felt no slight disturbance in his heart. Perhaps, after many days of planning, he was waiting for the arrival of this moment? This is a destined thing, anger, excitement, or other emotions are a little insignificant. "It seems that the old god has guessed that I am coming long ago."

"Kill Song Yu, dirty the forest, and give away the heads. Apart from you, the little dragon, who else dares to do these things to me, Song?" Song Gudu also looked calm. His eyes contained worries, but the worries were not caused by Li Muyang. He was worried about his granddaughter's condition. He tried so hard, but he still couldn't completely block the wisp of the tiny nameless poison, which really made him anxious.

Although it is said that medicine and martial arts are not separated, the martial arts family is not a medical school after all. Song Gudu's martial arts cultivation is almost half immortal, but Yidao only knows the basics. It is indeed not an easy task to solve the condition of his granddaughter.

"I just knew that there was nothing I could hide from you, the Eye of the Starry Sky."

"No, you still deceived me. I never thought that Chu Ning was willing to be a puppet for you, and came to poison my granddaughter Chenxi under the name of visiting - did she really think that you could destroy my Song family with just your own strength? Was she not worried about the revenge of Song family after the matter was settled? At that time, I was afraid that she would not even be a deposed princess, and there was only one way to die - wasn't she afraid of death?"

"Fearing death. Who is not afraid of death in the world?" Li Muyang said with a smile: "You Song family can kill his father, kill his brothers, and kill hundreds of thousands of them. How could you take the life of a princess of the previous dynasty seriously? It is precisely because of fear of death that she is worried that she will die day and night, and that she will follow in the footsteps of her father and brother - so she does not hesitate to bets--lose and lose, and she will die. If she wins, she will no longer have to bear the torture of fear of death. Death is a moment, but fear of death is year after year."

"It makes sense. But the old man thought things too simple." Song Gudu looked clear, as if Li Muyang came over to explain to him why Princess Chu Ning poisoned Song Chenxi, and he easily accepted this reason. "If a person is afraid of death at all times, he is worse than to die."

"That's the reason." Li Muyang echoed.

"The old man has a problem that can't figure it out. Is Chenxi not your friend? Why do you still want to attack her? She is defending you everywhere, and you still want to take her life?"

Li Muyang's eyes were slightly slight and he said coldly: "Because I am a beast."

“—”

"Didn't you always insult the Dragon Clan as a sacrificial beast? What's hard to understand if I do such a thing?"

"This is - it makes sense." Song Gudu was obviously choked by Li Muyang's answer. He was so honest and straightforward and shameless, and he really had the style of some shameless scum of their human race.

"That's why I have the chance to take your life." Li Muyang said ruthlessly: "I know your strength, I know your cultivation level is getting more and more diligent. Even if I have a dragon soul possessed, no matter how hard I work hard, it is not easy to surpass your century of cultivation in a short period of time - not to mention, I have to cut off the head of your neck in the shortest time. So, I had to come up with this bad plan."

"It makes sense. Compared to killing me, Chenxi's life is not worthy of attention. Yes, right? If it were me, I would do this. I said those things, not to blame you. Besides, what position and qualifications do I have to blame you for killing my Song woman? Are there too few people in the Lu clan that our Song clan killed?"

"I know your intention. You want to mess up my mind - but unfortunately, I am no longer the Li Muyang I used to be. Do you have any despicable means to use it - because if you don't use it, I will use it."

"Despicable is a pass for despicable people. You have indeed grown into a dragon that makes people afraid. If I had known this day, I would have regretted it."

"You will also regret the mistake you have done before? You will also regret the use of this assault on Lu? If this is spread, it will probably make people in China laugh at me, right?"

"What I regret is that I failed to keep you that time - if I had penetrated all nine Netherworld nails into your body last time, how could there be any ups and downs in the future? Good fortune is what makes people."

"I really never repent, my heart is so bad." Looking at Song Gudu with silver hair, Li Muyang said sarcastically: "Is it the first time I have encountered such a difficult situation? If I let go, my favorite granddaughter will die. If I don't let go, I will die again - you used to push others to a dilemma. I didn't expect that one day I would be in hell, right?"

"Yes. Zhishui Sword Hall is assassinated on the street. If you reveal your identity as the Dragon Clan, then you and your family will die. If you did not reveal your identity as the Dragon Clan, you might be the one who died on the spot. But what I didn't expect was that you actually had a magic weapon like Wushui, which led to Mu Yubai's temptation becoming a joke and a laughing stock in the sky, which instead encouraged the boy's reputation. This is also my failure. It's really ridiculous."

"That's my life. God left me a life to make me revenge on you." Li Muyang said with a ferocious expression: "My grandfather's death, the death of hundreds of thousands of people in my Lu clan, the death of loyal ministers and brave generals loyal to my Lu clan - the shame and grievances that my father and the Nether nails in my body, one by one, one village, today you will have your head to repay-"

choke--

Li Muyang pulled out the Peach Blossom Sword in his hand.

The fragrance of flowers is strong and the sword energy is exerting.

Song Gudu finally looked up, his eyes shifted from Song Chenxi's pale little face, and he looked at the old housekeeper next to him, and said confidently: "This little dragon slaps to my old house carelessly. I'm afraid that something has happened to Tingyun's wedding--"

"With Zhongmou here and countless masters plundering formations - Cui Shang's city guards and Tingyun's Qilin army, even if the army is approaching, they can't do anything to them. Just relax."

"I'm afraid that they are worried about the safety of the old house, so they divided their troops into many places and were defeated one by one."

"No. One month before the wedding, we spread the sect's Hou Xiangxiang out hundreds of miles outside the city of Tiandu. If there was any wind and grass, there would have been news. Without a large force invasion, how could we hurt strong soldiers like the Qilin Army of the City Guard?"

"I'm afraid I'm going to bother you today."

"It's all old guys, why do you still say these things?" the old butler said with a smile.

"I hope your hands have not yet grown."

"A thing like murder - once, it can make people remember it for a lifetime."

When the old butler said this, the expression on his face began to stretch, and the deep wrinkles on his face gradually disappeared. Soon, his originally old and gray face seemed to have been tempered and turned into a black-haired and childlike face, with the hair color and skin of a 28-year-old boy.

boom--

The old man's body suddenly shook, and the dust on his body shook off.

The gray robe turned into a silver robe, and the black hair drifted in the air with the wind.

His bent back straightened up, looking even taller than Li Muyang.

Li Muyang stared at the old housekeeper who had been serving Song Gudu. The last time he visited the old house of Song, the old man helped open the door and lead the way. It seemed that someone had introduced his name at that time, and it was Bo Yi, but Li Muyang had long forgotten that name out of his mind.

Who can remember such a little person?

What no one expected was that he was actually a peerless master with a deep hidden depth?

"It seems that I want to introduce myself to Mr. Muyang again-" The old butler looked at Li Muyang with a smile and said, "I'm afraid no one of the young people now remembers this name anymore, right? Or, the name is just a symbol after all. I just didn't expect that when I get old, there are still people who force me to draw the sword with others. It's really against my true intention."

"Sword Saint Sect?" Li Muyang said in a deep voice.
Chapter completed!